**Unknown POV**
I have been watching Savannah grow closer and closer to that asshole, Damon Fernandez. Ever since the divorce she has been someone I can hardly recognize. She was mine in the beginning, and she will be mine again. What does that asshole have that I don't? She could bend to his will, but could never do that for me. Well, once I have her in my arms again, I'll make sure she never forgets who she really belongs to.
When I saw her at the party, I didn't even recognize her. Gone was the quiet, mousy girl and before me stood a graceful, confident woman. It took everything in me not to cause a scene and drag her out of there by her hair. I love her, I have always loved her. I may have had a shitty way of showing it, but I was trying. Now I can see what she really wanted, to be
